On Top Of MY Game

I'm so cold I shiver when I write

With every endeavor no matter the weather, I write

Even in the rain I put out at least one page

I'm not done yet

I completed a pamphlet to better everyone mindset

I stopped saying some day and made today my plan A

Created a master piece and though you doubt me, published it, selling every copy

With or without you I will have this baby called success

Carry him full turn plus a few more months

Birth him on the table and call him "impress...."

If I don't make it you can take me, but for now just watch me, take over the path I'm paving for me

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